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Sunday, March 10, 2013

She shall be called Peep

I was able to stand being petless for, ohhh, eight days. I had started checking Petfinder.com after three days. Looking at dogs until none of them seemed like a comfortable fit. And to adopt a dog when mud season is at hand is to invite misery into one's life.On the eighth day a cat face brought me up short, made me gasp, made me sigh: Ohhh.

I phoned the shelter seven minutes after they had closed for the day, left my name and phone number and the name of my vet's clinic. The next morning a young lady phoned from the shelter to tell me she had already checked with Casey at my vet's office, and all I would need to do would be to come by with my $70 adoption fee and a completed adoption application and I would "be able to take her home this afternoon." Oh! All through the rest of the morning, excited as a six-year-old on Christmas Eve! I was in love and I hadn't even met her yet. I was barely able to concentrate at work, and left early. A dash into the supermarket for kitty litter and kibble and on to the animal shelter. I leapt from the vehicle as its last vibrations settled, grabbed the cat carrier in one hand, and ran, unburdened arm outflung, toward the building's door. And waited, dancing foot to foot, behind a couple who wanted to browse for a kitten. I had to run out to the car to retrieve the completed application, left behind in the headlong rush. At last! At last! The shelter keeper moved to a large crate behind her and asked my girl if she was ready to go home, and I had my first in-person view of my beauty. First impression: tail in extra long, nearly prehensile. As I took her from the keeper, like a monkey she wrapped that tail around my arm. She rubbed her face into my hand, let her head be tucked under my chin for a cuddle. It was hard to let her go long enough to get her into the carrier. On the way out the door, the kitten-searching couple held the door for me, peeked through the grille in the carrier. "Isn't she beautiful?" I breathed. I had owned her for two minutes and I was already showing off her charms.The minute she was into the house and out of the carrier, she was up and down, tiptiptiptiptiptiptip up the stairway and pumpumpumpumpumpumpum down again, into every corner, under everything that could be gotten under, examining the bookshelves for toeholds, winding that tail around lamps, happily submitting to interruptions for cuddles and then heading back out on her tour. That was last Thursday afternoon. She has been in residence for two full days only, and parts of Thursday and today. She is now able, for periods of sixty or fewer seconds, to be still enough for photographs.

I have taken care of old infirm pets for so long that I delight in her eating and drinking, her capable use of the litter box, her ability to transport herself from place to place without my help. She makes tiny noises only . . . a hardly audible prt as she runs (always, runs) to me, her face bright with greeting. I have a furry to love and to love me again.I have a small four-footed creature who will care if I come home at the end of the workday.She has healed my heart.

I just had a feeling you needed a new pet. She is still very young so that is a delight. Our Ellie was already 6 when we got her from the rescue place. She had recovered from an injury and no longer has the ability to leap to high places.Your pet's colours are so different. Cutey for sure!

My heart is so happy for you! We went to the shelter yesterday and a young couple beat us to the little gray girl we wanted. We will keep looking.. :) I want to have tears of happiness over a kitty of my home like the tears of happiness I had for you reading this!

Saw your comment on 7MSN blog and was intrigued. Glad I came to read and weep at the joy of a new "life together" story. We have welcomed two new rescue cats into our home Casa de Cuckoo in the last 6 months and life is good. Congrats to all. Oma Linda

Oh this is such a sweet, beautiful, wonderful thing. I also gasped when I saw her face.. she looks SO much like my long departed Topaz who blessed my life for 17 years. What a lovely time for you. I'm so happy for both of you.

Dear Peep,WELCOME little "Peep" - you are now officially famous world-wide.You will be loved beyond measure and you've brought great joy to sad hearts.Pats and hugs from the other side of the world.Rose

I'm so happy for both you and Peep! What a beauty! What a delight! One animal never replaces another, just adds to the circle of love in our lives. Congratulations! You and Peep were truly meant to be!

There's a special quality to caring for aged pets, but oh, the delight of having a young, lively one again is indescribable! I am so very pleased for you; I understand your feelings perfectly, and wish you as much love and joy with this little girl as my Lottie has brought me.

First let me congratulate you on Post of the Week...then let me tell you that as soon as I pulled up your blog and saw the photo of Peep, I had tears pouring down my face...if you happen to wander to my blog, you will see why on the right side...I love your attitude, and am totally smitten with your blog...I will be adding you to my favorites...Sandi

About Me

I live in my dream place with Husband, one beloved rescued cat and one beloved rescued dog, and the warm memories of many other treasured pets.
I rarely sleep for more than four hours at a time and would happily nap/wake/nap/wake all day and night. I am undisciplined, a classic underachiever.
I believe that inevitable tragedy is a fork in the road, offering lessons in emotional and spiritual growth.
One of my coping skills is a quick and wicked wit and I often crack me up.
I avoid people who talk neverendingly about nothing. I cannot bear unrelieved humorless negativity.
I like people who are comfortable with silence.
I like listening to people who learn from Life.
I have received a few Blogger Awards, and while I find them momentarily gratifying, they're just too much like chain emails and I gratefully decline to receive any more of them.